MTL - Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed-Chapter 468 All household goods

Meng Li turned and went out. Now, he desperately needed someone to help him, so he went to Du Yong's room.

But Fang walked to Du Yong's gate, and the goalkeeper asked with a rough voice: "The general is here to see Master Du?"

Meng Li nodded and turned to look at the young general. Seeing his sallow complexion and sweat on his forehead, he couldn't help but said, "Are you sick?"

The young general wiped the sweat from his forehead, revealing a simple smile, his shiny eyes bent into crescent shapes.

"General Xie is concerned, I have been like this since I was a child, and I have no big body and nothing serious."

Meng Li pondered for a moment, and then said: "If you do this often, you'd better go to my lady and take a look at your body, and rest assured, don't be soft and soft when you are on the battlefield!"

"Yes! General!"

The young goalkeeper tensed his body unexpectedly, straightening his body and shouting.

"Ok."

Meng Li nodded, and then asked, "Where is Du Yong? Are you in it?"

The young general hurriedly said, "Master Du has been out for a while, or the general will wait in there for a while, or he will be back soon."

Meng Li responded, turned around and walked into the room.

The young general graciously offered a cup of tea, and then went to stand outside and guarded it.

Sitting in Du Yong's room drinking tea, Meng Li glanced out from time to time, but it took about a moment.

When he looked out again, he had already disappeared from the young general.

Although Meng Li had doubts in his heart, people had three anxieties, and he could never ask someone to just stand in front of the door.

However, another quarter of an hour later, the teenager had not yet returned, but Du Yong strode into the door.

Du Yong was surprised when he saw Meng Li in the room with a small snack, and couldn't help but said: "Why is the general here? You are still wounded now, but you have to rest well!"

Meng Li raised his eyes and glanced at him. Seeing that he was still wearing soft armor in such a hot weather, he asked, "What did you do?"

Du Yong walked to the tea table with a grin, reached out his hand to pick up the teapot, grumbled his mouth, and then wiped his mouth before saying: "I'm going to investigate the man who assassinated the general, Ge Laozi's, this man ran out of a cave Mouse? No trace!"

He cursed and removed the soft armor on his body, and sat down opposite Meng Li, and said in a deep voice: "The general must not go out these few days. If that person does not succeed once, there will be a second time. Heavy General!"

"Heh...when did you become so long-winded?"

Meng Li gave a chuckle, raised the tea cup and drank slowly, and subconsciously glanced at the door. Seeing that the young general was still not there, he couldn't help asking: "When did you mention the guard? I think the child is not well. , You also pay attention."

As soon as he said this, Du Yong's whole body became stiff, and he looked at Meng Li with a green face, and said tremblingly: "General...You, didn't you get stabbed by the killer, did you have any illusions? "

With that said, he tremblingly stretched out his hand and pressed Tie Mengli's forehead.

Meng Li frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled his paw down, and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense!"

Du Yong was also puzzled: "Yes, don't burn it... Then, do you have a hell, General?"

Speaking of this sentence, he still believes a little bit in his heart. After all, the generals see a lot of ghosts.

But seeing Meng Li's uncomfortable expression, Du Yong stammered and explained: "The general used to assign me a guard, but then I thought he was getting in the way, so I let him return to the army. Now... it must be impossible. Find it again by yourself."

Meng Li couldn't help thinking of the guard. His skin was sallow, his forehead was sweaty, but his eyes were very bright.

Like a cat.

Thinking of this, Meng Li couldn't help but smiled and shook his head: "This girl..."

It was unexpected.

And An Rushuang, at this time, was slowly tearing off the waxy skin that was stuck to his face.

Because of time constraints, she was shoddy and shoddy, and there was really nothing to look at.

It's just that there are so many men with sallow faces in the army. Such a layer of skin has become An Rushuang's protective layer at this time.

Meng Li should have never thought that she appeared in front of him for the first time, but she used the identity of a man...

Thinking about it this way, An Rushuang hummed a little tune with a bit of contentment, and on the other side, a face was already out of shape.

The corners of her lips curled up, and the soft armor on her body was removed, revealing her flawless skin like jade.

Then, she didn't know what it was in a bowl, dark brown, which looked like a puddle of sludge, and applied it directly to the skin. After a while, the dark brown substance slowly dried.

Her skin was already wrinkled and had an unspeakable brown, as if it had gone through hardships.

An Rushuang took out some semi-transparent hard objects, cut them out of the ground and stuck them on the nails, and poked a few bits of sludge inside.

Finally, she put on a beggar's costume, put on a gray hair set, looked at herself in the mirror, and said with a low voice: "Master, give me a reward..."

Then, a very satisfied smile appeared on the face of the old woman in the mirror.

Meng Li would never notice such a look!

Thinking like this, she picked up a thick branch outside as a walking stick, and waited for Meng Li to go out.

During this period of time, Meng Li was always on the street, either going to Beiwang Mountain, or patrolling the street with the crowd. He was not a temperament to be free.

There must be something to do.

An Rushuang guarded the door for a while, until he was about to lose heart, he saw Meng Li slowly walk out, and Du Yong followed Meng Li with a trembling look.

Meng Li's eyes were dark, and he glanced around.

An Rushuang hurriedly turned and hid in the corner alley on one side, thumping in his heart.

After hiding in this way, he scolded himself very unwillingly-you are not An Rushuang now, afraid of him doing anything!

He definitely couldn't recognize this appearance.

An Rushuang cheered herself up and slumped her feet and walked out. She hung her head, revealing a gray head with messy hair.

Suddenly he turned his feet and sat directly on the ground, wailing.

Meng Li was not far away from her. Hearing this voice, he turned around, bent over and helped the old woman up.

"Walk carefully."

He said in a deep voice.

In this sweltering heat, hearing these words, An Rushuang could not help but feel cool, and felt extremely comfortable for a while.

But the show still needs to be done.

An Rushuang thought this way, and when she saw Meng Li was about to leave, she rushed over and hugged the general Meng's thigh.

"Master... Master, please do, give something to eat!"

Du Yong was extremely impatient, took a dig in his arms, and leaned over his nose, reaching out and throwing two copper plates to the feet of the old beggar.

"Take it and go!"

Meng Li paused, he stooped to pick up the two copper plates, and then took out two silver coins in his arms.

Finally, he took the old beggar's hand and stuffed everything into hers.